...I don't think it needs to be cleaned, it's fine! [ Still, she walks with him into the kitchen and takes a seat as instructed. She's not really sure if she wants to proceed with this, though.

His question has her snapping back into reality, and she feels her left eye give the slightest twitch. ]

I flew too close to the sun, Polly. I was practicing with some throwing knives... I couldn't do it again if I tried, honestly. One knife hit another and ricocheted... and the next thing I knew I was bleeding.